Meander of Position.
To put. To transform.
To enter in the rolling doors. More still thus put.
In the one wait e-bus, wait would need, the time are high.
The being that I am, I show.
Queerness natural human being.
In the no-sense universal diversity of such.
Open, rolling pineal doors...
In the touch of two plans, that at the moment if makes one.
They look at. All observe.
Sphere human being wanting, in the inconsequent of incarnations, to take decisions ingenue. Mortal ilusorie easiness.
To arrive each time more close. Beings of long ago that to join they I they had wanted of a natural disrespect form. Nor in such a way.
Through one it forced disincarnetion, darkening the vision of the concrete world, for a manly by themselves to have, to interact, to be they...
Force of the men in the union of not allowing, not leaving, to help...
Honorable ackonowledgement.
I show the form to go with respect, linearilitie.
Tolteca knowledge.
Growth without limits in interacting of senciences.
Cosmic functioning emerging in the root.
Fluidic. Natural.
Men. Not volatile agreement so great human being.
Beings, that now men are, asleep, wakeing, waked up, gaping, glimpsing, staring, borning, creating, many in the naivety of the cosmos.
Impetuous presence mine.




